Li Yongzhe's big white face still had a red handprint hanging on it, and he blinked blankly.
The boy in front of me seems familiar...
etc.
Li Yongzhe narrowed his eyes, his fat face lost in thought.
Is that the customer who lets himself be packaged in brown paper?
"It's you?"
"it's me."
The conversation between the two people, which was full of information, was completed in just four simple words.
"Can we really handle business?" Lu Ze asked politely.
"Okay." Li Yongzhe looked at his watch. Although he still had 20 minutes to rest, he was really in no mood to rest now.
The magical damage caused to him by the dragon priest named [Aston Shimada] far exceeded the physical damage just caused by Wang Meiqi.
But these two have one thing in common...
They are all crazy!
Forget it, calm down and stabilize your aura.
However, almost at the same time, a neither light nor serious sound came from the side.
"It's break time now. There is a normal business window over there. Sir, please queue up in order."
Wang Meiqi pointed to Lu Ze outside the window with a smile and pointed to the [Suspended Processing] sign.
It seems polite, but in fact it is urging you to leave quickly.
"Senior Li Yongzhe, as our bank's gold medal teller, why did he take the lead in not abiding by our bank's order?"
Two sentences in succession instantly put Li Yongzhe in a dilemma.
Now if Li Yongzhe refuses, he will inevitably be complained by this young man, after all, he just agreed.
If you accept it, you will definitely receive complaints from several eager guests in the hall.
"..." Li Yongzhe's face suddenly showed embarrassment. He had just been so confused because of that damn Dragon Clan sacrifice that he actually forgot about it.
If you handle it yourself and are reported by other customers, it will damage the evaluation of the gold medal teller.
But if it doesn’t work, what can I do? I even shouted that signature slogan.
How could he, a dignified gold medal teller, keep his word?
"He is a VIP customer of our bank, so of course he can handle it." Li Yongzhe stood up with a natural expression, and the weight of more than 260 kilograms instantly blocked Wang Meiqi's sight.
"Mr. Lu, this is the VIP room, please follow me." The fat man winked at Lu Ze, indicating that you have earned it.
"Meiqi, I want to take the client to handle the business first, please let me go." In front of the client, the words and deeds that must be done make people feel like spring breeze. Although the slap on her face looks fierce, in fact, after the thick fat Through layers of filtering, the pain is minimal.
In professional terms, Wang Meiqi's slap did not break her defense at all.
What made him hate the most was the coquettish dragon priest. That bitch actually caused penetrating attacks and multiple critical hits to him.
When he is done with his work here, he must go back to find his place before logging off.
[Aston Shimada, you bitch, I, Li Yongzhe, remember you! 】
Wang Meiqi sneered and stepped aside, watching the behemoth passing by in front of her. Then when she was about to turn around, she smiled softly and said, "Senior Li has so many VIP customers."
"Generally, they mainly recognize me." Li Yongzhe said cheerfully, gouging out Wang Meiqi's two gray silk legs a few more times, and then walked away contentedly.
After watching the fat man's burly back enter the VIP room, Wang Meiqi's face turned cold.
Creak.
Her fists clenched softly. She looked at the customers in the hall who were already looking here, and then at the opened VIP room over there. The corners of Wang Meiqi's mouth suddenly raised a sarcastic arc, and she turned around and twisted her waist to walk towards Manager's room.
The glass door of the VIP room had just closed, and the fat man pulled Lu Ze to sit down.
"Come on, let me handle any business for you." Li Yongzhe pressed Lu Ze's palm with a kind look, "Don't say anything, you will be the super VIP of this bank in this minute."
"Remember, we only have one minute, time is life."
"Let's make a deal first. I won't do the packing. I don't have enough time and I don't have the materials at hand." The fat man said fluently, while looking down at his watch, "There are still 55 seconds."
"Save money."
Li Yongzhe: "..."
All hand movements froze, and the fat man's cheek twitched for a moment. After taking a deep breath, he said in a deep voice: "The deposit and withdrawal machines in the lobby support deposits and withdrawals within 200,000."
"More than this." Lu Ze said seriously.
"Then you can save a few more times."
"Maybe there are more saved."
"How much? 400,000?" Li Yongzhe was amused and looked at the young man in front of him, "It's okay, brother, there are no outsiders here, let's just chat and I just want to relax."
"A little more." Lu Ze shook his head.
"Okay, have you made 1 million? I can apply for a small platinum card for you. Do you want it? I will apply for it for you with no handling fee." Li Yongzhe happily poured a glass of water for Lu Ze and himself. .
"Drink some water to moisten your throat. It's fate that we are together. Fill out the form and I will help you apply for a platinum qualification." The fat man handed over a form with a smile, "It's okay. It doesn't matter if it's not enough. It's assigned to you today. Done."
"It's better to have more money. The funds have not been frozen, but the operation permissions are limited, which is very inconvenient." Lu Ze smiled and pushed the form back, "Are your advanced financial services still open?"
Um?
At this moment, Li Yongzhe felt that he had heard wrongly.
After taking a closer look at Lu Ze's expression, he couldn't help but take a breath.
Yo, this guy is actually serious.
[Wait a minute, are you lying to me again? 】
Li Yongzhe narrowed his eyes for just a second, and a friendly smile broke out on his face, "Yes, of course. Li Yongzhe, the gold medal teller with job number 0906, is at your service around the clock!"
He snatched back the tea cup in front of Lu Ze, quickly took out a small porcelain jar from the drawer, poured out the precious mountain honey-flavored Jin Junmei, and skillfully poured water on it, "Taste my craftsmanship. "
"Mr. Lu, how much money are you going to give me for financial management? I have business ranging from 500,000, 1 million, 2 million, and 3 million. And you can rest assured, because my gold medal teller status, this contract will Endorsed by ICBC, it has a century-old reputation guarantee, so you can never be deceived."
The fat man was overjoyed. The boy in front of him was quite reliable. Even if he handled a business of 500,000 yuan, he was still barely qualified to stay in the VIP room. The last worries in his heart were completely put down.
Now Comrade Li Yongzhe was in a happy mood. He drank the remaining water in the tea cup and waited quietly for the answer Lu Ze gave him.
In fact, even if the young man in front of him didn't say anything, he could probably guess that it was a little more than 100, so at most 150...
"1500 dollars."
"puff!"
…
"Where is he?" A middle-aged man in a suit and tie stood in front of the glass door with his hands behind his back, anger in his eyes.
"Manager Cao, Senior Li is right here." Wang Meiqi pointed forward and spoke calmly.
"Well done to you, Li Yongzhe!" Manager Cao pushed open the glass door.
--puff.
A piece of golden tea soup with the fragrance of potatoes filled the entire space. The door he pushed open seemed like a dam blocking the flow of the river.
The moment the dam opened, the surging tea mist burst out instantly.
Sprinkle Manager Cao all over his head.
The fat man's sip of tea weighed less than half a catty, and he held the empty teacup blankly.
Now he doesn't even understand why he suddenly turned a corner when he was clearly spraying the tea soup on Lu Ze in front of him...
The white mist spreading from Lu Ze's side slowly dissipated, and he casually retracted the two fingers that were brushing against his left shoulder.
Then he smiled and reached towards the cup of black tea brewed with boiling water in front of him. He picked it up with the fat man's dull eyes and drank it in one gulp.
